‘Have a break Natasha, your voice is starting to crack’, Jack said into the microphone as Tash nodded and exited the booth.

‘Whoa, I think that’s 5 songs within 3 hours’, Tash said after taking a gulp of water.

‘Yeah, you won’t need to be here any longer if you keep that up’, Jack said sending her back into the booth as soon as she had finished her break.

It was the moment I saw,
the look in your eyes.
That I knew, you would always be mine.
And not a day goes by,
that your thought don't cross my mind.
Though I'm alone now, I know I'm all alone.
I can finally sleep tonight, knowing you're the reason
I hate blue eyes.
I hate you, yet I come crawling back to you each time.
Your memory never seems to fade,
and it's such a shame because I'm wasting away...
yeah I'm wasting away, this time.
With you on my mind.
You are the reason, I hate blue eyes.

I hate blue eyes, I can't stand them
When I was young and helpless
You took advantage of me
You stole my heart
Now I want it back
Give it to me, It's mine

And I am falling, so fast it seems
I am falling, without my wings
And when you see me
On a crowded street
Know that you were the one that made me
Hate Blue Eyes

Tash sang as Jack, Chester and James just stared at her.

‘Tash, that wasn’t on the list’, James stated as she smiled, ‘What was it?’

‘Jaimee wrote it. She wrote it when Michael and I were together. Michael had blue eyes, and Jaimee knew how I felt, so she wrote it for me’, and at that Tash broke down in tears, not the petty tears you cry when you actually want sympathy, but the tears that only happen when your alone, and when you really mean your emotion.

‘You what?!’ Jaimee shouted into the phone as Tash’s end started to crackle.

‘I got on a plane, and I’m going home’, Tash said into her end as Jaimee kept kicking the inside of the car her and Tom were currently on the road in.

‘Why, Tash, I landed you the best job possible, you had James in your grasp, so why the fuck did you drop it all?’ Jaimee yelled into the phone awfully frustrated at the fact that everything really hard to get was dropped because of nothing.

‘Michael’, Tash said simply as Jaimee started to shout louder and louder every second into the phone till she hung up.

‘Stupid idiot’, Jaimee shouted as Tom nodded not understanding what was going on, ‘She’s gone all the way back home because of Michael’, Jaimee shouted again.

‘Maybe its fate’, Tom said mysteriously.

‘No Tom, its just stupidity’, But tom smiled and turned the car around and raced for the airport. Her plane hadn’t left yet, maybe they could catch it, or atleast let Jaimee get on the plane, somehow.

‘Final boarding call for Flight 7879 to Australia’, the PA sounded as Jaimee got out of the still moving car and bolted inside and onto the plane Tash was currently boarding.

‘Why?’ Jaimee said from behind Tash. The plane had landed and everybody was collecting there gear.

‘Because I need to’, she said not even bothering to look back to find out who it was, although she probably already knew.

‘Why, Michael is with Ash now, leave them be’, I said coming closer and helped her lift her suitcase.

‘It was the moment I saw, the look in your eyes. That I knew, you would always be mine’, she recited. Jaimee’s song.

‘What…wait…Tash, you were in love then, you’re not now, if he cheated on you he isn’t worth flying over 30,000 miles over’, Jaimee tried to convince Tash.

‘You believed in my love when it was there, if you were a true friend, you’d believe in it now’, and at that Tash grabbed her suitcase and dragged them all outside. Jaimee followed along behind helplessly as her stubborn friend dragged her suitcases.

‘Would you like some…’, but Jaimee stopped as her friend was no where in sight. She searched around and found her friend waving her over into a Taxi.

‘Hurry up’, Tash shouted causing Jaimee to jump and jog over to the taxi.

‘Hey mum’, Tash smiled as they stood on the doorstep of her mother’s house. They needed a place to stay.

‘Natasha?’ her mum yawned.

‘Time difference’, I whispered, as Tash gasped.

‘Oh, I’m so sorry, I forgot about the time difference’, Tash whispered. What they hadn’t noticed was that it was only just light.

‘It’s alright, come on in’, her mum yawned as I locked the car and followed them in.

‘Hey, Mrs. Mikkelson’, I smiled as she waved at me before putting the kettle on.

‘Why are you back here, I thought you had bought a house in London?’ asked her mother as I smiled and relieved her of Coffee making duties and let the Mother and Daughter duo sit down to talk.

I had made the coffee and I was now currently sitting on the step with dog, with a packet of Oreo’s, trying desperately to keep the dog out of them. Tash and her mum were talking with each other about past problems that they hadn’t sorted out. I was thrown out of the room, just to greet her dad as he came down stairs for coffee and to say goodbye as he headed off to work, which is why I am now on the stairs eating Oreo’s with the dog.

‘Mum says chocolate isn’t good for dogs, but you can have my milk’, I laughed, remembering an ad that had come on TV before we had left for the UK.